That movie is chock-full of dramatic deaths, some random and nihilistic and some up close and emotional. I could never choose the most dramatic of them.

Yeah, that's a good point and I totally agree. I don't know why that one just gets to me. I think it's just the fact that he's seen so much that his instincts just kick in to go to work on himself and then that sudden realization of his own mortality. But yeah, the more I think about all the other deaths in that movie I can see the different emotions in each one.

Yeah, that's a good point and I totally agree. I don't know why that one just gets to me. I think it's just the fact that he's seen so much that his instincts just kick in to go to work on himself and then that sudden realization of his own mortality. But yeah, the more I think about all the other deaths in that movie I can see the different emotions in each one.

It's probably the mommy line that makes it stand out.

But I can't the images of those nameless guys exiting the U-Boats and just getting mowed down, and the slow menace of Mellish getting shivved in the stairwell out of my mind either.

But I can't the images of those nameless guys exiting the U-Boats and just getting mowed down, and the slow menace of Mellish getting shivved in the stairwell out of my mind either.

Oh yeah, the Mellish death was the first one to enter my mind after your last post. And the guys in the boats when the doors dropped...wow! My great uncle dove out of one of those boats that exact day on Omaha Beach and he watched the movie and said it was spot on. He hit the beach, fell down and was met with a bullet right next to his spine. I just can't get enough of WWII stuff.

Oh yeah, the Mellish death was the first one to enter my mind after your last post. And the guys in the boats when the doors dropped...wow! My great uncle dove out of one of those boats that exact day on Omaha Beach and he watched the movie and said it was spot on. He hit the beach, fell down and was met with a bullet right next to his spine. I just can't get enough of WWII stuff.

Yeah my maternal grandpa went through it all. Landing on Normandy, summiting the bluffs, laying among the dead pretending to be one of them as the bayonet patrols roamed through, Market Garden, clear into Berlin.

Never more than a buck private, but saw his way through.

My cousin thought It'd be funny to come up behind him and say Seig Heil as a teen sometime in the late 1980s and he got knocked the **** OUT.

Yeah my maternal grandpa went through it all. Landing on Normandy, summiting the bluffs, laying among the dead pretending to be one of them as the bayonet patrols roamed through, Market Garden, clear into Berlin.

Never more than a buck private, but saw his way through.

Oh man, those would be stories I could listen to for hours! I appreciate everyone who has served but those guys have a special place in my heart.

Oh man, those would be stories I could listen to for hours! I appreciate everyone who has served but those guys have a special place in my heart.

Yeah, my paternal grandpa's story isn't as harrowing, He served in the Aleutians, paved runways. But he also spent time on warships and watched them sink around him, and there were bombing raids. And he went a full stint 38-45

Amusingly his most lasting trauma was shitty rubber chicken. Never ate a chicken dish of any kind after service. Not a piece of KFC, not a chicken parmesan in the finest restaurant, not a chicken pot pie.

All Quiet on the Western Front actually wins for me. The scene where John Boy stabs the guy in a foxhole, then watches him slowly die and promises to write his family. I watched that movie with my mom when I was like seven, and I've never forgotten that scene.

Yeah, my paternal grandpa's story isn't as harrowing, He served in the Aleutians, paved runways. But he also spent time on warships and watched them sink around him, and there were bombing raids. And he went a full stint 38-45

Amusingly his most lasting trauma was shitty rubber chicken. Never ate a chicken dish of any kind after service. Not a piece of KFC, not a chicken parmesan in the finest restaurant, not a chicken pot pie.

My grandfather I was close to served in Korea; no real interesting stories.

My other grandfather, who died before I was born and was probably one of the unluckiest men ever, used up all his luck in a tank in Italy, which was hit and overturned, killing everyone inside except him. He later lost an arm in a corn picker and then died some years after that after his tractor slipped out of gear and overturned, crushing him to death.

The gold medal goes to a great great uncle of mine, who was captured by the Japanese, only to have the Americans sink the ship he was on, killing him in the process.

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ball on the 7 and you can't even get 3.....yeah MU still has no QB and no line

They used to play softcore pornos like Valentino, Jokes My Folks Never Told Me, and 2069 a Sex Odyssey in the afternoon. I was exposed to way too much way too early from that station.

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I will always have a soft spot in my heart for this movie......And a hard spot somewhere else. I haven't seen this movie since i was quite young, maybe 12 or 13, who knows. But what i do know is this is the movie that taught me how to masturbate. I kid you not. I have no idea if it is any good by any real standards of today, but for me, back then, it was everything.

The only reason i feel comfortable writing this is because i'm sure no one will ever get around to reading it. I mean, really, who is going to look up this movie these days?

I just discovered that i have not yet used up the ten line minimum for the amount of length i most take up in a review. i had no idea there was such a minimum length, but there i go, like a student trying to fill up a page in a journal, my ten lines. thank you very much